Man’s shooting fountain of jizz

I couldn’t believe I had let Roger talk me into this! Here we were, pulling into the driveway to what I was sure was the kinkiest resort in the world, simply called the Adult Resort. Ever since I had started going out with Roger a year and a half ago, he had convinced me to do baser and more depraved things all the time. When I had met Roger, I was very inexperienced. On our honeymoon night just three months ago, I had let him fuck my ass for the first time. It was a little painful, but incredibly exciting! Roger had never led me wrong yet, and that’s why I agreed to come to the Resort with him, even though I had serious misgivings about the depths of depravity it appeared the guests regularly sank to. I must admit, although I was nervous, I was also quite excited by the promise of things to come.

The thing that had me the most worried was the fact that Roger had told me that most of the guests were bisexual. I had never made love to another woman, and didn’t think that I would enjoy it. Roger had told me not to worry; not everyone was bi, and I wouldn’t be forced to do anything I didn’t want to, unless I wanted to be forced. That little detail on the end of his remark just made me worry all the more!

When we were discussing the issue of the guests’ sexual orientations I had asked Roger, with what I’m sure must have been a look of utter shock on my face, if he had ever had sex with a man. He had matter-of- factly informed me that he loved the taste of cum and sucked cock every chance he got. Of course, I knew he enjoyed the taste of semen, because he regularly licked my twat clean after fucking me. But direct from the source was another matter entirely! I didn’t know whether to be repelled by the thought of my new husband gobbling some guy’s pecker, or to be aroused by it. My brain was telling me one thing, but the hot, wet feeling in my snatch was telling me something else. I took my cunt’s advice on the subject, and let myself become aroused by the image.

We pulled up to the gate and Roger rolled down his window to speak into the intercom. A tinny voice asked “Do you have a reservation?”

Roger answered “Yes, Roger and Kathy Fountain.”

“Please drive to the front entrance,” the voice responded as the gate rolled open.

Roger drove through and we continued down the long, curving, wooded driveway. After what must have been nearly a half mile, we came to a clearing with a large building in it. I noticed nude people milling around the building and open areas of lawn, and glimpsed some people who were apparently having sex near a gazebo a short distance away. I was much too nervous to concentrate on anything for long, and looked at the building as we pulled up to the front.

As Roger stopped the car, a young man, completely naked, hurried down the steps. I stared at his penis which flopped about making him look rather ridiculous. Even in his undignified state, I couldn’t help but admire his beautiful, young body. I guessed he was nineteen or twenty years old, with an all over tan and well-defined musculature which wasn’t too bulky. His cock was an impressive six inches in its flaccid state; I couldn’t help but wonder how big it would be when fully erect. As me and Roger got out of the car, The young man introduced himself as John, and said he’d take the car for us and bring our luggage to our room.

Roger led the way up the steps and into the lobby. An older gentlemen, late forties, I would guess, came up to us and introduced himself as George Burns.

“No, I’m not a hundred years old and I don’t smoke cigars,” he said with a laugh.

I hardly noticed the little joke, nor the fact that George was completely naked, because I was staring at a couple at the front desk. The woman, a beautiful blond girl with large firm breasts, was lying on the front desk on her back. She was getting her pussy fucked by a tall man with a nice set of tight buns. Three other people were standing around the couple, murmuring words of encouragement as they masturbated.

George led us into a large cloakroom and told us to take off our clothes. “As you are aware from our brochure, absolutely no clothing is allowed at any time at the Adult Resort,” he informed us. “That is our one and only rule. Other than that, let yourself go and enjoy any and all the fantasies you have ever had.”

Roger wasted no time. He pulled off his shirt, kicked off his shoes, and had his pants and underwear off in less than a minute. He was already sporting quite a boner. I was quite a bit more shy and only had my blouse and shoes off by the time Roger had finished.

“Here, let me help you,” Roger said. He reached behind me and undid the clasp to my bra, exposing my 34-C breasts and their large, deep pink nipples. I shucked off my skirt and Roger helpfully pulled down my panties, exposing my hairless cunt.

I was wondering what would happen next, when in walked the girl who had been getting her quim poked at the front desk.

“Ah, Annette!” exclaimed George. “Just in time to welcome our new guests! Annette, this is Roger and Kathy. We don’t stand on ceremony here, no last names. Now, it’s our policy to give all guests a welcome orgasm. Kathy, do you have a preference as to male or female?”

“Um, male, please,” I answered.

“Very well. I assume you don’t object to receiving your welcome from Annette, Roger?”

“No, not at all,” Roger responded with a huge grin.

George and Annette knelt down, George in front of me and Annette in front of Roger. George gently forced my legs apart and began licking the outside of my already moistening twat. I looked over and saw Annette lifting Roger’s turgid tool and begin to lick the underside of the steely rod. I knew that Roger was very sensitive there and loved being licked in that way.

I felt Roger parting my outer cunt lips and probing at my opening with his tongue. My hot pussy responded by letting more of my fragrant love juice flow. I could tell George enjoyed the flavor of my honey pot, because he noisily slurped up my cunt cream. He then pulled his tongue away and inserted a finger into my sopping wet vagina. He slowly drilled it in as he leaned forward and began flicking his tongue over my clit, which had emerged from its hood from all the stimulation. The feeling of George’s expert tongue on my love button sent electric thrill’s coursing through my body. I threw my head back and moaned in pleasure.

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my ass. I opened my eyes and saw that Roger had reached behind my to rub my buttocks. I also saw Annette with all seven inches of Roger’s fuckstick buried in her pretty little mouth. Her blond tresses flew about wildly as she vigorously slid her lips up and down his velvety shaft. I had wondered how I would react upon seeing my husband having sex with another woman for the first time; I had been afraid that I would not be able to control my jealousy. I was pleasantly surprised that the only emotion I felt was increased lust. The love I saw in Roger’s eyes as he gazed warmly at me and continued to caress my ass helped instill a sense of security in me.

As George continued to nibble and tease my electrified joy buzzer and fuck my steamy quim with his expert hand, I felt Roger’s hand begin to zero in on my puckered rosebud. He massaged the outside of my asshole with the tips of his fingers. He then withdrew his hand, and staring deeply into my eyes the entire time, licked two of his fingers to coat them liberally with his saliva. He then reached back behind me and rubbed the spit over my anus. Slowly, he worked a finger in my other love hole. I now had two fingers in my twat (George was continuing to work his magic) and one in my butt. The feeling was indescribable! Roger began sliding his finger in and out of my asshole as I felt my climax building in the center of my being.

As I screamed “Of fuck! I’m gonna cum!! Yes!,” I saw Roger begin to help Annette out by bucking his hips back and forth. He continued to stroke his finger in and out of my rectum as his free hand grabbed Annette behind the head so he could better fuck his rod into her eager mouth. Suddenly, stars exploded in my field of vision as my entire body shuddered with the delight of a mind numbing orgasm. My sphincter and vaginal muscles involuntarily clamped down on the fingers which were still buried deep in those caverns. I could feel my cunt cream gushing out of my twat in waves. George sucked it up as best he could.

When I was in the middle of my orgasm I heard Roger exclaim “Take it Annette, eat my cum! Ooohh yess!!” I gained control of myself enough to focus on his spasmodically jerking hips. I knew from experience that each forward jerk corresponded to a shot of his tasty jism. Annette couldn’t handle his copious flow, and I saw a small stream of Roger’s white gold flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

As my body began to relax after the waves of ecstasy stopped rolling through, both George and Annette got up off their knees. As George wrapped his arms around me, he said “I hope both of you enjoy your stay.” He then kissed me on the lips. I could taste my juice on his tongue as it found its way past my lips. I hungrily sucked on it, savoring the flavor of my own cream. I saw out of the corner of my eye that Annette and Roger were engaged in an equally soulful kiss.

George and Annette broke away from Roger and I and traded partners. I awkwardly put my arms around Annette’s waist. She pulled me to her, but must have sensed my reluctance because she only kissed me chastely on the cheek. I saw a gob of Roger’s jism on her chin. Tentatively, I stuck out my tongue and tasted it. The flavor was irresistible and I licked Annette’s chin until all the precious fluid was gone.

I then disentangled myself from the woman’s embrace which was still making me uncomfortable and took in the sight of my uninhibited husband as he held George in his arms and kissed him with obvious passion. Their mouths were wide open and I could see their tongues wrapping around each other.

Finally they broke apart and we said our goodbyes.

I looked at Roger nervously and waited for him to take the lead.

“Let’s go to the bar and have a drink,” he suggested.

We walked through the main lobby and noticed Annette back at her post on the front desk getting fucked by another guest. I would later learn that she, along with Vickie, Shelley, and George, owned and operated the Adult Resort. She certainly seemed to enjoy her job! Another couple was on the floor, one on their back with legs straight up and the other on their knees in front of their partner pounding his cock into the other’s orifice. It took me a moment to realize that the person on the bottom was every bit as masculine as the person on top. It was two guys buttfucking! I had never seen that before (not even in a pornographic movie) and had to stop for a second to investigate. I timidly approached the couple and stood over them.

Roger joined me and said “Don’t be so shy.” With a hand on my shoulder, he knelt down beside the two men, bringing me down with him. He said to the men “Hi, I’m Roger, and this is my wife Kathy.” At the same time he leaned forward and kissed the man in the top position, while reaching out with one hand to fondle the bottom’s hard cock.

The guy getting his ass filled said “Uhn, hi, I’m Pierre, and, uhn, this is John, uhn.”

John broke away from Roger’s kiss and reached out for me. “Hello, Kathy,” he said.

“Hi,” I answered as I was embraced by John. That was the moment when I knew I would thoroughly enjoy my stay at the Resort, no matter what happened. Even though I was still nervous, the feel of John’s tongue exploring my mouth and the feel of Pierre’s steely shaft in my hand as the two men fucked with wild abandon made my juices start to flow again. As I felt my inhibitions literally flowing away from my mind, I felt John’s grip on me tighten. His body shook, and I knew he was cumming in Pierre’s ass. I knew from experience with Roger how Pierre was feeling right now, and envied him for the sensation of that man juice which I knew was getting shot into his bowels.

I felt something unusual with the hand that was stroking Pierre’s pecker. I looked down and saw Roger eagerly licking the swollen glans at the top of Pierre’s seven and a half inches of rock hard man meat. As I watched, he popped the head into his mouth and sucked. I moved my hand down to Pierre’s balls and massaged them as Roger took more of Pierre’s dong between his lips.

Just as John’s orgasm began to subside, Pierre let out a grunt and exclaimed “I’m gonna shoot! Ooohh yeah, I’m cumming!”

Roger sucked furiously on Pierre’s knob as shot after shot of hot jizz flew into his mouth. I saw his Adam’s apple bobbing as he desperately tried to keep up with the flow. In a few seconds, he removed his mouth from Pierre’s organ and got back up to his knees. He looked at me with a wide smile. I could see white fluid on his lips and all over his tongue. I came to him and our mouths met in a passionate kiss. I tasted Pierre’s semen on my husband’s tongue and lips and relished it.

As we broke apart, Roger looked at our new friends and said “We were just going into the bar for a drink. Care to join us?”

John answered “We were going in anyway. We’re supposed to meet our girlfriends there.”

So all four of us entered the bar. The place was nearly empty. I saw a guy and a girl necking in a corner booth, and two girls sitting at the bar who I assumed were John and Pierre’s girlfriends. Other than that, the only person there was the bartender who was leaning over the bar and licking one of the girl’s nipples.

We walked up to the bar and I saw that the two girls were strikingly beautiful. The one getting her tits sucked had long blond hair flowing down her back, and a nice, round ass. Her pink nipples were protruding about three quarters of an inch from her flawless breasts as the bartender ministered to them The other girl had short black hair with full, red lips. As she took a drink from her beer, her large breasts jiggled nicely.

As Pierre indicated the dark-haired girl, he said “This is Gina, John’s girlfriend. And the slut attached to the bartender is Brenda, my girlfriend.” He was smiling as he said this, so I knew he was only teasing.

Gina rotated awkwardly on her barstool. I looked down at her the juncture of her legs which were spread wide and saw why she had difficulty moving. A vibrator was attached to the stool and was inserted into her cunt! I could hear the implement gently buzzing as Gina said “Hello,” and reached out to fondle my cunt.

I said hi and nervously stepped back. I still wasn’t comfortable with the thought of being so intimate with a woman. I had to admit, everybody seemed mindful of my boundaries. Brenda, seeing my obvious discomfort, just leaned forward and kissed me dryly on the cheek.

Roger, of course, had no such inhibitions. He leaned over and slurped up some of the juice flowing from Gina’s twat around the electric dildo that was stuck deep inside. He then got up and took over where the bartender had left off on Brenda’s luscious globes, which I could now see were about the same size as my own.

John ordered beers for everybody as Pierre found me a stool with an attached vibrator. Indicating the phallus he asked “Would you like a seat?”

“Certainly,” I answered. I needed Pierre’s help to mount the stool. It was tall and I had to stand on the foot rungs to position my cunt opening over the vibrator. He held most of my weight with his hands on my ass as I gently lowered myself, impaling my hot, juicy quim on the artificial penis. As I was positioning myself, I noticed little bowls of lubricant positioned every few feet on the bar. How handy.

As I forced my twat lower on the vibrator, Pierre looked at me and asked “Would you like to lick John’s cum from my ass?” At the same time, he reached under the stool and flicked a switch, bringing the tool in my twat to life.

I sighed with pleasure. “I can’t think of anything that would please me more,” I answered. Pierre clambered up onto the bar, which was wider than most. I guess it had been purposely designed for the activities at the Resort. He knelt in front of me with his ass at mouth level. He spread his cheeks apart and I took a moment to admire his completely hairless ass and sack. I could see John’s cream oozing from Pierre’s delicious looking asshole, and sticky strings of it running from cheek to cheek across his now wide spread ass crack.

I took a long drink of the beer the bartender had placed on the bar for me, and then leaned forward and licked Pierre’s smooth bag. My nose was directly in front of his puckered butthole. I could smell John’s semen along with Pierre’s musky scent. I slid my tongue up his ass crack, over his asshole, and continued past, getting most of the cum that had leaked out in that first pass. I then moved my tongue back down and licked up the remaining cum around Pierre’s anus.

I felt a hand on my own butt. I looked over my shoulder and saw Roger applying lubricant to my own ass. With a lewd grin, he lined up his seven inches of tumescent prick at my poop chute and drove it home in one swift motion. I winced in pain, but enjoyed the feeling of being so full. I turned back to Pierre’s beautiful ass as Roger began pounding his lovepole into my dark tunnel. With every forward thrust of Roger’s hips, I was pushed forward causing the vibrator buried on my snatch to rub against me in new and exciting ways. At the same time, my tongue probed past Pierre’s sphincter to search out as much of John’s ambrosial seed as I could.

Finally, I had sucked up all of John’s cum from Pierre’s ass that I could. I took a moment to take another pull at my beer, and enjoyed the sensation of one real cock pounding my rectum as the fake pecker vibrated in my love box. I then poured a little trickle of beer at the top of Pierre’s ass crack. The cold liquid caused Pierre to clench his buttocks involuntarily, but he quickly relaxed them. I licked up the beer from his ass. I then took bottle and rubbed some of the lubricant which was so graciously provided by our hosts over the top of the long necked bottle. I placed the mouth of the bottle over Pierre’s asshole and applied a small amount of pressure. Pierre moaned and pushed his ass backwards, trying to get the bottle into his ass. I held it firmly in place as he thrust backwards, and the top suddenly stretched the ring of muscle at his opening and popped into his ass. I slowly worked the bottle deeper, then withdrew it so only about an inch and a half was in his butt. I then shook the bottle vigorously and saw the beer in the bottle foaming. It soon filled the bottle and began pouring into Pierre’s bowels. I could see him clenching his ass muscles as the bubbly liquid tickled him.

I pulled the bottle from Pierre’s ass and watched, fascinated, as the golden beer trickled out of his hole and down his sack. I began licking and thought to myself ‘If only Budweiser could bottle this brew.’

The stimulation to my ass and cunt were finally getting to me. I could feel a vise in my pussy tighten on the rubber cock buried there as the first wave of my building climax overtook me. I shuddered as all the muscles in my body tensed with the joy of my orgasm. As my sphincter bore down on Roger’s power wand buried in my rectum, I heard him let out an unintelligible roar and felt the first splash of his man juice in my ass. With every crest of my own orgasm, my ass muscles would milk another shot of his lovely liquid from his pecker.

I came down from my sexual high just in time to hear John scream “Yes!” I looked over to see him kneeling on the bar, his erect cock spurting out wads of hot cum onto Brenda’s and Gina’s faces. They seemed to be competing to see who could catch the most in their mouths. Unfortunately, neither one was very successful, and most of the jism landed on their faces. I watched the two girls lick the seed from each other’s faces as Pierre and John both climbed down off the bar.

I ordered another beer and asked Roger to help me get off the stool. He grabbed me by the ass and lifted me off the still vibrating mechanism on the stool. A puddle of juice was pooled at the bottom of the tool. We both took a moment to lean over and lick some of my cunt cream from the vibrating cock and the seat of the stool. I then turned off the vibrator and got another, more conventional stool.

The six of us sat at the bar and exchanged chit chat, talking about where we were from, what we did for a living, and other small talk as we rested up from our frantic sex and enjoyed another beer. I was surprised to learn that in our little group there was one lawyer, one doctor, two engineers, one nurse, and one stock broker. Roger reminded me what we were paying for this vacation, and it became obvious why there was such a high percentage of professionals at the Resort.

Our four new friends said they were going for a dip in the pool and asked us to join them. I declined, saying I was still tired and wanted to stay in the bar a while longer. We promised to get together again before our vacations were over, and parted with some friendly groping. This time, I didn’t flinch when the girls both gave me a dry kiss on the lips.

We quietly drank our third beer, not talking much. I could feel a little buzz; I’m not used to drinking three beer in about one hour. As I finished up the bottle, the other feeling beer is famous for came over me, I had to piss.

I told Roger I had to go to the bathroom. He indicated he also had the urge and asked the bartender where the facilities were. He indicated a door near the entrance to the main lobby. I followed Roger across the bar and we opened the door. I had been expecting to find a vestibule with one door marked “Ladies” and another “Men”, but I should have known better. There was no need for modesty at the Resort. Instead, there was one very large room with two other doors; one marked “Lobby: and the other marked “Pool”. There were no stalls, the seats were in open view. There were a row of shower heads against one wall, and a row of sinks at the other. Several attendants, some male, some female, but all young and very good looking, stood at the sinks with towels at the ready. I saw a couple fucking doggie style near the showers.

We walked to the row of seats and were about to take our places when we heard “Roger? Roger Fountain?”

We looked down the row of toilets to see a man just shaking the last few drops of piss from his massive organ. It must have been seven inches long and it was completely soft!

Roger exclaimed “Steve!” He walked down the row of toilets and took the man in a hug. He said “I had no idea you were into swinging! Kathy, this is Steve Connors. He’s an architect in our office. Steve, this is my wife Kathy.”

“Pleased to meet you, Kathy,” Steve said as he reached out to fondle my breasts.

I reached out and took his huge dong in my hand and said “Likewise, I’m sure.”

“Let me and Kath take a whiz and then maybe we can see if we can put that long pecker of yours to work,: Roger said.

“Why waste good piss,” said Steve. “Let’s go to the shower area and you can give me a drink.”

I was disgusted by the idea, but I could tell by the huge grin on Roger’s face that he was all for this new perversion. I allowed myself to be led to the shower area by the two guys. I noticed that the guy who had been fucking the girl there was just pulling out of her cunt and another guy was there to take his place. It certainly looked like she was having fun!

When we got to the shower areas, Steve knelt down in front of Roger and yelled “Let fly the piss!”

Roger had gotten very hard on the short walk from the toilets and found it hard to relax the right muscles to let the liquid flow. I could see him concentrate, and then a little dribble of yellow pee fell from his cock slit. Steve darted forward and licked at Rogers pecker to catch the fluid. This caused Roger to tense up the wrong muscles again and shut off his waterworks. Steve leaned back and waited again, stroking his cock as he did so. It was nearly erect now, and a full ten inches long. I later got to measure it at full attention and found out it was eleven and a quarter inches long, the biggest cock I have ever had the pleasure of seeing.

Suddenly, a stream of hot yellow urine arced from Roger’s cock and met Steve’s face. Steve opened his mouth and caught the stream, gulping furiously. There was no way he could keep up with it, and a large portion ran down his chin and onto his beautifully sculpted chest, over his well defined abs, and into the bush over that monster dong. As repelled as I was, I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the sight of my husband pissing on this man who was built like a Greek god and hung like a Minotaur. Steve leaned forward and took Roger’s still gushing tool into his mouth, sucking and swallowing. Too soon, the river ended and Steve was sucking a dry prick.

“That was great!” exclaimed Steve. “Now it’s your turn,” he said, looking at me.

I thought to myself, ‘Well, it’s not like I’m going to drink it.’ So I stepped up and parted my legs. Steve reached out and parted my outer pussy lips just as I let my pee flow. He immediately placed his face under the stream. He then proceeded to lick my twat as the golden fluid ran into his mouth, and over his face. It was an incredible turn on to have such a good looking man drinking my piss straight from my bladder.

As my stream slowed to a trickle and then disappeared altogether, Steve got up and took both me and Roger in a hug. We kissed, all three tongues meeting where our mouths met. I tasted the salty tang of the urine on Steve’s face and mouth and was surprised to find myself eagerly licking at Steve’s cheeks to get more.

Roger turned on one of the shower heads to rinse us off. Just as we were finishing, I saw the guy screwing the girl next to us withdraw his spent tool from her twat. With a quick “Thank you,” he got up and left.

As Steve turned off the shower, one of the female attendants was there with towels for all of us. I couldn’t help notice her huge tits. The girl was not much older than eighteen, and had a huge set of knockers that jutted straight out. The woman who had just been fucked was struggling to get up and the attendant moved to help her. I also lent a helping hand.

The woman said “Thanks. I’m afraid I’m a little weak in the knees. That guy was the fifteenth guy to fuck me in the last three hours.” She leaned against the wall and added “My name is Amber.”

“Hello. My name is Kathy,” I told her.

“Don’t you think this pretty young thing has got just the nicest tits you’ve ever seen,” Amber said as she fondled one of the attendants beautiful globes.

“Yes, they are quite impressive,” I said.

“Go ahead, feel it. It’s so firm. Look at that nipple! It must stick out over an inch!”

Curiosity got the better of me. I rationalized that I wasn’t doing it for sexual gratification, but just to see what such a large, young, piece of female flesh felt like. I tentatively reached out and put my hand under the attendants breast, hefting the weight. It was indeed firm and very heavy. I ran my hand over the stiff nipple, and flicked it with my thumb. I was enthralled with this new feeling of a woman in my hand.

Amber said “Well, as much as I’d like to ravish this nubile young woman, I don’t think I have the energy. I’m just going to clean some of the cum out of my snatch and then go to my room for a well deserved rest.”

I glanced over at Roger. He was on his knees, licking Steve’s huge knob. He obviously wouldn’t be ready to leave anytime soon. I looked at Amber and nervously said “Um, I could help you. I, uh, like cum a lot. Why don’t I , um, lick your pussy.”

“I was fishing for just such an offer!”

She spread a towel on the tile floor and lay down on her back, then lifted her knees to her chest and spread them wide. I could see her shaven cunt, with white jism oozing out and running down the crack of her ass. I knelt down between her knees and noticed twin rivulets of fluid, one on each thigh. I thought that would be a nice, non-threatening place to start, to allow me to work my way to her quim. I tentatively reached out with my tongue and touched her thigh, licking up some of the liquid there. It was mostly male juice, but I could also taste a hint of pussy cream. I had tasted this combination many times before when I sucked Roger’s cock after he fucked me, so I knew what to expect. I’m not sure if my perception was real or just a figment of my imagination, but I thought I could taste a slight difference in Amber’s flavor from that of my own snatch.

The taste of the mixed juices made me hornier. I took a couple of long licks on Amber’s right thigh, and then repeated the action on her left.

I heard Roger say “Go for it Kathy!”

I looked over at him. He was still on his knees in front of Steve, but had moved closer to see his wife eat out another woman for the first time. He was staring at me with a look of intense excitement and anticipation . I looked at Steve’s eleven plus inch fuckstick in Roger’s hand and a mere inch or two from his mouth, and imagined jizz from that horse-sized cock inside of Amber’s cunt.

I could tell Roger wanted to see me suck this woman’s twat. It was Roger’s desire which was the final factor that caused me to dive down on Amber’s muff with wild abandon. I made sure I kept my head just a little bit to the side away from Roger to afford him a better view. I licked Amber’s outer genitalia, sucking up the wetness. When I had most of the cum cleaned up from the outside, I used my fingers to spread her cunt lips apart. I could see more jism slowly running out of her gash and flicked my tongue over the opening. The flavor here had a lot more of a female component to it.

I was finding that this was turning me on a lot. I could feel my own snatch excreting its juice as I lightly nibbled on Amber’s clit. Amber was also quite stimulated. I could hear her moaning as her excitement built. As I continued to work my tongue up and down her slit and occasionally flicking across her sensitive love knob, I worked a finger into her asshole. It slid in with virtually no resistance because there was still a large amount of cum all over her ass. As I got more excited, I ate Amber’s snatch more vigorously. I sucked hard on her clit and was rewarded with a scream from Amber. Her hips bucked forward, forcing her twat harder against my mouth. She let out a series of yelps as she came, and her pussy let out a torrent of honey, washing out more of the fifteen men’s jism. I sucked up all of it that I could. It was like the sweetest honey, the finest wine. I was in heaven!

As Amber’s orgasm subsided, I turned my head just in time to see Steve shoot his load on Roger’s face. Roger took a couple of shots in his mouth, but most of it landed on his cheeks, chin, and nose.

Roger and I both got up off our knees and embraced. We licked each other’s faces. I enjoyed Steve’s salty spunk as Roger feasted on Amber’s nectar.

I heard Amber say “I have just got to go get some rest now.”

Steve asked “Mind if I join you?”

I looked at Amber and saw her gazing longingly at Steve’s big dick and answered “Sure.”

I promised myself that we would look Steve up again before we left so I could experience the wonder of that tool pummeling my cunt.

Roger and I decided to explore the Resort grounds. We went out the door marked “Pool” and stepped out to a deck with a half dozen or so people on lounge chairs catching some rays. There were also a few people swimming in the pool. I admired the beautiful nude flesh for a few seconds. We continued past the pool and saw a jumble of bodies on a blanket. Getting closer, we saw one man on his back, with a girl straddling him and impaling her cunt on his cock, with another man fucking her ass. The last person in the group was another man, and he was sliding his pecker in and out of the woman’s mouth. She had three cocks, one in every hole! This was something I definitely had to experience before I left. Roger walked up to the foursome and kissed the man who was taking the woman anally. I knelt down and ran my tongue down the crack of the woman’s ass, only stopping when I touched the shaft of the cock sliding in and out of the distended anus. I got a good taste of the acrid flavor.

I tapped Roger on the shoulder and indicated that it was time to continue our walk. We cleared a small rise, and saw another couple on a blanket. They looked to be older, maybe mid-forties, but it was hard to tell for sure, because the man was on his back with the soles of his feet facing us, and the woman was straddling his face with her back to us. She had a nice hourglass shape, with short brown hair, and he had an eight inch pecker standing at full mast. That pole sticking in the air seemed to be begging “Eat me!” I looked at Roger and raised my eyebrows; that was all the invitation that Roger required.

We trotted to the couple and knelt down on either side of the man’s erect dong. I took the stiff member in my hand and stroked the shaft and Roger leaned over and took the head in his mouth. I heard our victim give a moan, muffled by his partner’s snatch, which she continued to grind into his face. I bent over and licked the man’s balls as Roger worked on swallowing as much of the stiff meat as he could.

I realized that even though I had already had sex with three different people already today, I had yet to be fucked in my cunt by a real cock (I didn’t figure the vibrator counted). The thought of that oversight made me ache for a cock to fill me up. I pulled Roger away and straddled the stranger’s groin. Roger helped by aiming the man’s cock at my cunthole as I lowered myself onto the turgid fuckpole. When I had his dong buried to the hilt, I slowly lifted up again. Then down. Then up. I slowly increased my pace, enjoying the feel of this stranger’s shaft filling my vagina. Roger leaned over and began licking the juncture of mine and the man’s bodies. I could feel his tongue on my clit, then flick down lower, and I knew he was licking my twat juice from the man’s cock shaft.

Roger began working his way up the man’s torso with his tongue, licking across the man’s stomach, stopping for a few seconds to explore his navel, then up to his chest where he lingered on the nipples; biting, sucking, then up to his neck. When he got there, the woman’s ass was in his way. Not being one to let a situation get the better of him, he began licking the woman’s asshole. When he had her butthole good and wet, he took a moment to slick some spit over his own stiff cock with his hand, then straddled the man’s chest. I saw him push the woman’s head forward a bit to get a better angle, then his hips started to work forward. I knew he had penetrated when the woman let out a grunt.

As Roger began to slowly slide his cock in and out of the woman’s rectum, I ran my hands over my body. I would pinch my nipples, rub my clit, and just generally enjoy the feel of my hands on my bare flesh as I continued to fuck myself on this older man’s glorious penis.

After about ten minutes of low moans and mutterings of pleasure, Roger announced, “Ok, here I cum! Get ready for a load of my sweet juice in your ass!”

The woman turned her head to look over her shoulder and I heard a strangely familiar voice say “Roger?”

The woman looked around Roger as I leaned to one side to see if I recognized the owner of the voice. When I saw the face, I let out a shocked cry “MOM!”

“Kathy!”

Just then, I felt the cockhead in my cunt flare as the inside of my twat was painted by the man’s shooting fountain of jizz. Suddenly, it all came together for me, and as my own orgasm exploded like fireworks from my clit to the extremities of my body, I realized that I was fucking my father as my husband gave it to my mother up her ass. And give it to her he did. I could tell by the spastic motion of his hips that he was filling her bowels with his own love offering.

We pulled apart and looked at each other awkwardly. Roger broke the silence by saying “Fuck it. Wanna sixty nine?” he asked, looking at Dad.

I was shocked to see Dad grin and say “You bet!”

Roger straddled Dad’s face and slipped his soft cock in Dad’s mouth as he took Dad’s limp organ into his own mouth. I saw his cheeks working as he sucked furiously, trying to revive Dad’s libido.

“We may as well join them. After all, that’s why we came to the Adult Resort,” said Mom.

I couldn’t argue with that logic. Mom lay down beside Dad and I climbed on top of her. As I reached out with my tongue to taste my mother’s pussy, I felt her mouth on mine. As we all worked towards a second family orgasm, I wondered what the rest of our week’s vacation would bring. If the first half day was anything to judge by, it certainly was going to be a memorable stay at the Resort!